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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Other · #2033668
A higher being has to deal with difficult lower mortals.
Do not punish me Father,
For how was I to know
That they would take my compliments as
Threats to their Authority and Dominance?

Do not forsake me Mother,
For how could I forsee
That those spears and thier canonfodder
Who leap out in the night to hurt me?

Do not grieve for me Brother,
For I shall rise from my deathbed
When they learn, when they learn
That thier Ignorance will lead to thier Self-Destruction.

Do not lust for me Sister,
For I do not give into lust
as easily as they would;
Their lust will lead to thier own cruifixation at the hands of the Dogs.

Do not push me Cousin,
For though I may show compassion,
I can present my wrath on an audience
And then, only then, will they see my almighty Thunder.

Do not fear me Uncle,
For my Family feared me.
Did you see what happened to them?
My family share a hill, just beyond a cornfield, where the crows circle.

If they do not change, they will
End, End on a low note
As their skulls will be tossed around
As easy as the phrase "Go To Hell!"
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